The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

After hearing this, everyone looked at Liu Xiangyun. Song Jinyuan was the first to notice that half of her face was red from being beaten.

"Xiangyun, what's wrong with your face?"

Liu covered her face and said, "It was Miss Fenghong who hit me."

Song Jinbao frowned, "Why did Miss Fenghong hit you?"

"After Miss Lin arrived, I ran to my uncle's house and asked Changbai to go to the mountains to call her mother. When I came back, I saw her sitting in the main hall. Her maid had even taken out the cakes and candied fruits that Tang'er had given me and placed them all on a plate."

Liu Xiangyun's face was full of grievance.

"I know my parents care about her. Although they feel bad for her, they won't quarrel with her just for a little food."

"She said she was thirsty, so I boiled some water for her. She also said her horse was hungry, and the driver was a stranger and couldn't enter the yard, so she asked me to feed it."

"I had never fed horses before, and I was pregnant and worried about something happening, so I used the excuse that I wasn't feeling well and asked if Miss Fenghong could do it. I was accompanying her in the main room, but Miss Fenghong came up and slapped me. She also said that Miss Lin asked me to feed the horses because she thought highly of me and told me not to be shameless."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

They never expected that things would take such a turn.

Zhao Qiao'e glanced towards Song Yuntang's room and felt extremely guilty when she thought about what he had just said to her.

"So the first thing Tang'er did when he got home was to look for you because he saw you feeding the horses?"

Liu nodded. "Tang'er noticed the red marks on my face and asked me who hit me. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I didn't tell her. She guessed it."

"But she also pushed Zhaozhao. My aunt and I saw it with our own eyes," said Song Changbai.

He had a good relationship with Lin Zhaozhao before. In his impression, Zhaozhao was considerate, sensible, kind and sincere. He really didn't want to believe that she would be such a person who bullies others by taking advantage of her power.

Mrs. Liu shook her head. "You know Tang'er's noble character better than I do. Although she grew up in a wealthy family, she is very straightforward in her words and deeds. Although I didn't see her pushing people just now, I still want to say something on Tang'er's behalf. Sometimes what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true."

Song Changbai defended Lin Zhaozhao again, "That time Miss Fenghong took action, maybe it wasn't Zhaozhao's intention."

Liu's next words immediately cut off all of Song Changbai's thoughts.

"I really wanted to, but Miss Lin threatened me afterwards, saying that if I told anyone about this, she would break my brother's legs." She looked at everyone, "So I didn't dare to say it in front of her just now. I'm telling you all now because I don't want Tang'er to continue to be misunderstood by you."

"Although my brother from my mother's family treats me badly, my parents still rely on him for support. If Miss Lin really breaks his legs, it will not benefit me."

Everyone looked at each other, with disbelief in their eyes.

They have always felt that the simple and kind Zhao Zhao is not as harmless as he appears to be.

Instead, there are many misunderstandings about the silent and cold Tang'er.

Song Jinsheng seemed to be thinking about something. "Whenever Zhao Zhao came before, we always saw her being bullied by Tang Er. Now that I think about it, I always feel like something is wrong."

Song Jinbao sighed, "I told you it wouldn't be that simple."

Fortunately, they didn't blame Tang'er without any reason, otherwise she would be very disappointed.

Song Jinyuan looked at the red marks on his wife's face with a look of heartache. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid of hurting her.

"Does it still hurt?"

Liu Xiangyun blushed and shook her head.

"Much better, but a little burning."

"I'll go to the village entrance to fetch a bucket of well water. I'll use the cold water to apply to your skin later." After saying that, he took the bucket and went out.

Looking at the impetuous Song Jinyuan, Liu Xiangyun suddenly felt that the grievances in her heart had dissipated by half.

Zhao Qiao'e came to Song Yuntang's window with a guilty look on her face, and said a little embarrassedly, "Tang'er, I want to apologize to you. I misunderstood you just now."

Song Yuntang's light voice came from inside the house.

"No need to apologize. This isn't the first or second time. There might be more in the future."

Zhao Qiao'e's heart ached and she quickly shook her head.

"No, from now on, I will only trust you."

If she had known Lin Zhaozhao was such a person, she would never have believed her no matter what.

"Whether you believe me or not, I actually don't really care that much." Song Yuntang's tone was still indifferent.

This family was usually nice to her, but every time Lin Zhaozhao came, this kindness would be disrupted by her intentional or unintentional destruction. She didn't like the feeling of being distrusted.

Zhao Qiao'e knew that her words today had chilled Song Yuntang's heart, but it would be pointless to say too much at the moment.

"Mom will prove it to you later."

Song Yuntang didn't say anything else.

She was calculating the day she had agreed to go to the blacksmith shop to get the silver needle, and it seemed to be just three days later.

When she gets the silver needle, she can go to the town's medical clinic to ask if she wants to be a doctor. After all, she is not famous yet, she is young, and she is a woman, so it is not easy to gain the trust of patients.

In this world, there are still many injustices against women.

At noon, we still had porridge and wild vegetables, but we put a small piece of chopped dried meat in the porridge and added some oil and water to make it more filling.

Zhuzi ate and looked up at Song Yuntang, "Sister, after I gave Mr. Xu the letter you gave me today, he asked me to thank you on his behalf."

Song Yuntang hummed, "I understand."

Looking at her cold expression, Zhuzi's face wrinkled. Who made this ancestor angry again?

He turned to look at Zhao Qiao'e.

"Mom, we're going to have a field holiday the day after tomorrow."

Taking a farm holiday means preparing for the second half of the year's tuition.

There are two children in the family, and tuition is a considerable expense, especially this year. After paying the tuition, I am afraid that the family’s expenses will be cut off.

Zhao Qiao'e paused in her eating, looked up at the two of them, and said with some embarrassment, "This year's harvest is poor. I discussed it with your father for half the night last night. I'm afraid we can only support one person's education in the second half of the year."

Without thinking, Zhuzi said, "Zhuanzi, go ahead. I'll help my parents and brother at home."

Zhuanzi shook his head hurriedly, "I won't go. My brother is better at studying than me, so he should go."

Song Jinbao looked at the two of them and felt bad. He had tried very hard, but still could not afford to send his two children to school.

"Alright, let's not be modest now about the second half of the year and eat."

"it is good."

After dinner, Song Yuntang returned to his room, while Song Jinsheng went to Song Mazi's house as he did yesterday.

After taking a nap in bed, at the end of the afternoon, the sun was already setting. Song Yuntang put on gloves and a bamboo hat to protect himself from the sun, and went out with a basket.

Zhao Qiao'e, who was sewing in the house, saw Song Yuntang opening the gate and asked hurriedly, "Tang'er, where are you going?"

Song Yuntang slowed down his pace.

"Go to the mountains and be back before the sun goes down."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared out the door.